Date: Sat, 07 Nov 1998 22:25:26 PST
From: J.O. Dickingson <authorsix@hotmail.com>
Subject: JTT & Erik von D (t/t, celeb)

Warning.  This is a gay fantasy involving two teen celebrities.  It is
intended for posting only at sites featuring gay sex stories.  If it is
posted elsewhere please notify the author, J.O. Dickingson.
                                
                       JTT and Erik von D

     Jonathan Taylor Weiss, better known by his stage name of Jonathan
Taylor Thomas, stretched out in the back of the Lincoln Continental.  He
wished that he was driving his black Toyota Land Cruiser instead.  Next to
fishing up near Mammoth Mountain and hiking in Banff National Park, he
loved to tool around in his new truck.  Having turned seventeen two months
ago, those were two diversions the teenager was allowing himself as he
concentrated now on his high school training.  His decision to drop his
role as Randy in the Home Improvement television series he did not regret,
although he did miss the many friends he had made and the fun times they
had.  He realized just how much he missed that part of his life when he was
on a promotion gig like his present visit to New York City.  The fans, the
attention, the fame, it was all something the handsome young star enjoyed,
but which he knew he would have to learn to live without.
     What JT missed most of all at the moment, was his co-star, Taran
Smith.  After working together for seven years, it was only natural that
they would become good friends.  What nobody knew was that the two
co-stars' first gay experience had been with each other.  That had been
almost ten months ago, and it was an experience the young teen would never
forget.  Whenever their busy schedules had allowed them to be alone
together since then, they had messed around.  That had been only every six
to eight weeks, and that was far too infrequent for the red-blooded
American teen.  Complicating things was the fact that Taran had a thing
going with Taylor Hanson now, and JT was not going to interfere in that.
     As a result, he had been resorting to his fist, and after discovering
the pleasures of sucking and fucking, that was not satisfying his needs.
Thinking about Taran and sex resulted in the inevitable.  JT reached down
and rearranged his hardon so it was in a more comfortable position.  He
smiled as he thought about the problem he was about to be facing.  How does
one attend a noon barbeque with a stiff cock without it being noticed?  He
thought about the promotion gig he was presently on.  He had this noon
promo at the Lincoln Center Plaza to raise money for one of his fav
charities, Heal the World.  From there it was off to the buffet reception
at the Millennium Conference Center at 5:30 for the National Tuberculosis
Sclerosis Association.  At twenty-five dollars per adult and ten dollars
for anyone ages four to12, and a chance to meet him, that was a bargain he
thought with a smile.  Then it was on to the screening of his latest movie
"I'll Be Home for Christmas" at the Criterion Theatre at 7:00 p.m..  That
was today, November 2.
     On Thursday he was expected back in New York for the NBC late night
talk show with Conan O'Brien, and then on the 18th he was going to go live
on the Internet back at home.  JT smiled.  It was a good thing he had
decided to concentrate on his studies this year so he could get into a top
college two years from now.  What would his schedule be if he hadn't?
     Arriving at the plaza, the young teen wiped his sweaty palms on his
tight Levi's and checked out his honey-blond hair in the mirror.  No matter
how many times he did this, he was always a bit nervous just before he
stepped into the mob of fans.  Today that was good the fear had gotten rid
of his erection.  He quickly applied some lip gloss, knowing there was
going to be plenty of photogs around.  It would not do to have dried,
chapped lips.  The crowd cheered as he stepped out of the vehicle, and for
the next half hour he mingled and talked and signed autographs and posed
for a hundred pictures.
     Several other celebrities had arrived before him or arrived while he
was there to also help raise funds and of course to also get some press
coverage.  One late arrival that drew a number of the young fans away from
JT, was Erik von Detten, a new teenage heartthrob.  He had played Wally
Cleaver in the recent movie "Leave it to Beaver" and had stared in the
Disney TV movie "Brink" besides having minor roles in a number of other
projects.  Standing at five foot eleven, brown-haired, hazel-eyed, and with
a sexy scar under his right eye and a seductive smile, he was a major
turn-on for the girls, and for JT.  He had just turned sixteen the previous
month, on October 3.  He was wearing khaki dockers, and a blue and white
checkered cotton shirt with a quilted blue jacket.  Fuck, he looked so hot.
     After another hour of mingling and smiling, JT took a break from the
fans.  Erik was doing the same, and the two met up at the luncheon table.
Erik loaded up a hotdog with all the works and chose a Pepsi.  Jonathan
opted for tofu and a Caesar salad.  The young, five-foot-four, 117 pound
vegetarian chose a nonfat milk.  The organizers of this event evidently
knew of his preferences.
     "So, what are you doing in New York?" asked JT.
     "Had a meeting on a couple possibilities," replied Erik vaguely.
     "Can't talk about it."
     "Right.  Sorry."
     "Hey, I know the scene.  Been there myself.  The agents and the
producers tell you what to say, and when you can say it.  Can't have the
competition in the know."
     "Yeah," Erik said with a smile, and JT felt his knees go weak.  Fuck,
this boy was gorgeous.  "What about yourself?"
     "Have a special screening tonight of my next movie, "I'll be Home for
Christmas".  It's supposed to be released middle of the month."
     "Cool."
     "You starred in a Christmas movie too, didn't you?  As Billy Jackson
in "Christmas Every Day", a TV movie right?"
     "Yeah!  Surprised you knew that, never mind remembered it."
     "Hey, always remember a hot actor."
     Erik blushed.  Shit all mighty, JT thought he was hot.  Well, he
thought he was a hot actor at least, and that was great coming from someone
with his experience and fame.  Erik wished Jonathan also thought of him as
hot in a sexual sense.  If JT only knew the thoughts that had been racing
in his head ever since he had seen him here, and the thoughts he had when
he watched Home Improvement.  He thought JT was hot too, and not just as an
actor.  That handsome face with the blue eyes and the honey blond hair he
had pictured in dozens of jerk off sessions. Shit all mighty he was going
to miss him on that show.
     "So, you just here for the meeting and back to California?" Jonathan
asked, interrupting his thoughts.
     "Yeah, meeting was first thing this morning and then we went to
Fordham U to see "Genesis".  After this barbeque we're heading back to
L.A.," Erik replied as he loaded up another hotdog.
     "Genesis?"
     "It's far out.  Ten large steel sculptures at the Robert Moses Plaza."
     "Where's that?"
     "Not far from here, just down a few blocks actually," Erik gestured.
As he swung his arm, the condiments in his loaded wiener squirted out and
struck JT right in the crotch.
     Mortified, Erik could only stand there and stare at JT's splattered
basket.  Jonathan didn't know what to do.  He didn't want to embarrass
Erik, but what had happened was too evident to ignore.
     "Oh shit all mighty I'm sorry!"  Quickly reaching down with his
napkin, Erik tried to rub off the mustard and ketchup stain.  Shit, he had
to have it loaded.  There was still a large gob of relish hanging between
JT's legs.  The napkin being too soiled, Erik quickly used the only other
clean thing he had to remove it before anyone noticed, his hand.  The
moment his fingers touched the jeans and he felt the heat from JT's ball
sac Erik realized his error.  Quickly drawing his fingers up to scoop up
the relish, he left the hot ball sac and found his fingers running along a
very hard, and very firm bulge.  Shit all mighty!
     "Sorry."
     "Hey that's all right.  I don't mind at all."
     "Really?  Shit all mighty, most guys would be ready to smack me for
touc oh, you mean the condiments, not the touc-, well, the," he sputtered.
     JT smiled, and then chucked.  "Hey, you're redder than the ketchup on
that napkin."
     "Oh, man," groaned Erik, flustered beyond words and wanting to die.
     "I've had a lot of people who wanted to grope me, but none have been
quite so ingenious as you."
     "I, I, it wasn't " he began defensively, and then realized JT was
joking.  Shit all mighty, he would have loved to have given him good grope.
As it was, he was going to remember this experience for a thousand
jerk-offs.
     Grabbing a handful of napkins and the mustard dispenser, Jonathan told
Erik to take the relish and ketchup bottles and to follow him.  Perplexed
by the instruction, he followed JT as he headed over to the New York State
Theatre.  Entering the building, they quickly found and slipped into one of
the change rooms.  Being performers, they knew their way around such
places, and one theatre was much like another.  JT slipped off his shoes,
and unzipping his jeans, he pushed them down and stepped out of them.  His
boxers were tented out, and he didn't try to hide the fact.  He glanced
over at Erik.  Just as he thought, the teen's crotch was bulging too.  He
didn't know if Erik was turned on by him or if he was just plain horny or
what.  It did not matter.
     JT spit on the stain on the crotch of his jeans and scrubbed at the
spot for a few minutes with the paper napkins.  He finally put his jeans
aside and turned to face Erik who was standing there feeling totally
helpless and like a total goofball.  Suddenly pushing down his boxers,
Jonathan sat up on the counter.
     "Okay, you wanted to garnish my wiener," he said with a grin, "so go
ahead."
     Erik stared at him and at the dispensers they had brought and back at
JT.  Fuck, he had to be kidding.
     "Com'on, we only got a little time.  You are hot for me, aren't you?"
     Erik stared at him, totally caught off guard.  "How, how "
     "Hey, I've seen plenty of fans drooling over me, girls and boys, I can
tell."
     "Drooling?  I wasn't actually ."
     "Sure you were.  Hey, don't be embarrassed.  I think you're fucking
hot too.  Don't think I'm not going to have a go at your cock after you've
done mine."
     "You, you've done, well, you've had. . . ."
     "Sex with guys?  Yeah, with a good friend of mine.  I'm cool with sex
between guys."
     "Thought you were going out with Nicki Hale."
     "Yeah, well, we're seeing each other, but we aren't having sex or
anything."
     "I see."
     "So, you gonna do something or not?"
     "You serious?"
     "This look like I'm serious?" Jonathan asked as he reached down and
wagged his stiff cock.
     "Yeah," Erik admitted, staring at the six inches of beautiful cock
meat sticking up between Jonathan's smooth, thin thighs.
     Sitting down before him, Erik took the plastic mustard bottle and
squeezed a yellow ribbon down from the knob to the base of his thick cock.
It jerked with arousal.  He added a string of ketchup, and then generously
coated it with relish.  He grinned up at JT.
     "All ready to be eaten," Jonathan said with that impish grin that
thousands of viewers in TV land knew very well.
     Erik did not need a second invite.  He bent his head forward and ran
his tongue up along the coated cock.  Jonathan's dick jerked with arousal.
Holding the hot, rigid tube at the base, Erik slowly began licking the
condiments from it.  Shit all mighty this was so hot.  He was sure he was
going to come in his jeans any moment.  Finally he got down to the bare
flesh and he continued to lick it eagerly.  It was delicious.  He ran his
tongue up and down the shaft.  He ran it over the purplish coloured knob.
He slipped his lips over it and sucked gently.  For the first time in his
life he was sucking cock, and it was fantastic!  He was going to make JT
come, and that idea was even more fantastic.  This was all so fucking hot!
     Jonathan was hot too, and it was not long before he warned Erik that
he was going to climax.  Erik no sooner slipped his lips off Jonathan's
cock than it fountained.  His hot thick cream squirted up into the air and
ran down his cock and over his now tight balls.  Erik leaned forward and
sticking out his tongue, he ran it up the length of Jonathan's cock,
licking up one of the streamers of cum.  His fresh boy cream was the most
delicious thing Erik had ever tasted.  Erik knew the risks of what he had
just done.  He was no fool.  He knew about AIDS and other diseases, but
surely someone as mature and responsible as Jonathan Taylor Thomas was not
going to put anyone at risk.  Erik licked another stream off JT's still
stiff cock.  The cream was like an after dinner mint, and Erik savoured
every bit of it.  He finally finished and looked up at JT.  Jonathan looked
down at him with a dreamy, satisfied smile.
     Slipping off the counter, he motioned for Erik to stand.  Jonathan
wasted no time pulling down the hot stud's dockers and his green and blue
spotted boxers.  Sitting down in the chair, the seventeen-year-old placed
his hands on the younger boy's hips and drew him closer.  He stuck his nose
in his crotch and inhaled the sixteen-year-old's musky aroma.  His ran his
tongue over the low hanging balls and up the shaft of his stiff six and a
half inch cock.  JT closed his eyes and sighed.  This was so fantastic he
wanted it to last all afternoon.  He wanted to suck this cock so badly he
was aching.  He slipped his hot mouth over the knob and savoured the
sensation of having a boy's pecker in his mouth.  He caressed Erik's soft,
hot butt as he slowly began to ease his lips down the shaft.
     Erik could not believe this feeling.  He had dreamed for years what it
might be like to have someone suck his cock, and he had read all the porno
he could find on the net about gay teens.  Experiencing it was
undescribable.  Having a good-looking stud like JT doing the sucking
certainly added to it.  He watched the honey-haired teen's head bobbing to
and fro as he worked his lips up and down his stiff cock.  Being randy as
hell, he felt the stirring deep in his groin all too soon.  He quickly
warned Jonathan but the boy did not remove his mouth.  With rapid spasms,
Erik unloaded his balls in the teen star's mouth.  He sighed and he
trembled with the violent, wonderful explosion between his legs.
     Jonathan allowed the thick cream to fill his mouth.  He loved the
texture, the warmth, the taste.  It was even better than honeydew.  When
Erik finally stopped spurting out his cum, JT eased his lips off his cock
and sat back.  He worked the load around in his mouth with his tongue, and
then swallowed.  It sent shivers down his spine, shivers of pure delight.
He grinned up at Erik and Erik beamed back at him.  The boys dressed in
silence and headed back across the plaza.
     "Hey, you heading back to L.A. today?"
     "Yeah."
     "Fuck, that's too bad.  Wish you could stay the night."
     "Me too."
     "Can it be arranged?"
     "Yeah, I think so, if I had a good reason to stay. I mean, one that I
could explain," Erik said with a grin.  He had a very good reason.
     "No sweat.  Leave it to me."
     A bit of talking between agents, and Erik was joining JT as his guest
at the buffet at the Millennium Conference Center.  The combination
conference center and hotel had gone all out for the occasion.  The pale
blue pillars and dividers in the banquet room were decorated with red,
white, and green ribbons to mark the Christmas focus of the occasion.  The
round, navy blue skirted tables all had a Christmas centerpiece, either
snowmen or Santa Clauses.
     The two teen stars mingled with the guests, the two handsome young
boys charming them all, male and female, young and old.  They had changed
into dress slacks and polo shirts for the more formal evening.  When they
sat down to eat, Erik felt Jonathan's small foot rubbing up against his,
and then up along his shin.  He got an immediate erection.  He ran his much
larger foot up Jonathan's leg and then discretely reached under the skirted
table.  He found what he was hoping he would find.  Squeezing the hard
bulge in Jonathan's trousers with his thumb first two fingers, he glanced
over at the older teen.  JT grinned back at him with a sparkle in his eyes
and ran his tongue over his lips seductively, causing Erik to laugh.  If
their hosts only knew what was going on in the minds of the two stars.
     From there they went to the showing at the Criterion Theatre, and then
back to their hotel rooms at the Millennium Broadway.  Claiming to be
exhausted after a very busy day, and it had been that, they said good night
to each other and to their agents and retired to their individual rooms.
Half an hour later Erik tapped lightly on JT's door.  Jonathan greeted him
with an embrace and a hot kiss on the lips.  Erik returned the kiss, and
went on to kiss his cheeks, eyebrows, and chin.  His skin was smooth and
satin soft.  Erik had read somewhere that Jonathan washed his face four
times a day with mild NeutrogenaŠ.  Erik slipped his hands under
Jonathan's polo shirt and caressed his smooth, warm back.  He eased the
shirt up over his head, and JT removed his shirt too.
     Jonathan bent his head and licked Erik's dark-brown teat and caressed
his smooth back and sides.  Erik's nipple soon was a hard little nub in his
mouth.  He felt Erik's hands slipping down and squeezing his butt.  He
reached down too, and unbuckled Erik's trousers.  They pulled down each
other's fly simultaneously, and pushed down each other's trousers eagerly.
Both boys were wearing boxers, and both were tented out.  They wasted no
time pushing them down and reaching out for each other's stiff, aching
organ.  They were so fucking hot they could not keep their hands off each
other.  Erik massaged Jonathan's butt and drew him close.  He inhaled the
fragrant coconut aroma of his hair.  It was silky soft against his cheek.
     Jonathan was similarly running his hands over Erik's buttocks, his
head resting on his smooth, broad chest.  He could smell his Speed underarm
deodorant, recognizing the smell as it was his fav also.  Christ, even his
pits were sexy.
     "Want to suck again?" Jonathan asked huskily.
     "I want to lick your cute feet, and then fuck you."
     "Oh yeah," sighed JT.
     The two boys finished stripping and Jonathan lay down on the bed.
Erik knelt at the foot of the bed and raising the dainty size 8 foot, he
bent forward and began to lick it.  Jonathan squirmed with the strange
sensation of having a hot tongue running along the back of his foot and
then along the sole.  Telling Erik to lay down beside him, Jonathan twisted
around and took the younger boy's large size 12 clopper in his hand.  His
feet smelled of leather and boy sweat and turned him on so fucking much.
He had heard from Taran how hot sucking feet could be, and now he knew why
Taran had been so turned on by this.  He began to suck on Erik's toes.
     Interrupting their foreplay, Jonathan got up and slipped into the
bathroom, returning with a bottle of NeutrogenaŠ bath gel.  "Want to use
this, or soap?" he asked.  "Best I can do for a lubricant."
     "I dunno.  Never done anything like this before," Erik replied
honestly.
     "Well, you're about to lose your virginity," Jonathan said with a
grin.
     Deciding on the bath gel, he pumped some on Erik's cock and spread it
around and then Erik applied some to JT's butthole.  That felt great to
Jonathan, and he couldn't wait to feel Erik's cock at his hole.  JT eagerly
lay on his back and raised his legs and butt in the air.  He exhaled
nervously as Erik knelt behind him and positioned his gel-slick cock at his
opening.  Erik was at least an inch bigger than Taran, which was both
enticing and frightening.  Erik eased forward and JT relaxed and opened his
hole.  Slowly pressing forward, Erik forced open his tight hole with his
hot, solid flesh.  Jonathan looked up.  Erik's dark hair was flipped over
his face and his hazel eyes, and his pecs and biceps were bulged out as he
strained to enter him Fuck, this was one hot dude, and he was about to be
fucked by him.  Jonathan relaxed and opened up his hole as he had learned
to do with Taran.
     As Erik felt his cock slowly penetrating the hot, moist depths of JT's
asshole, Erik could not believe his good fortune.  He hated negotiating
meetings and had tried to get out of coming with his agent to this one.
Thank God his agent had won the argument!  Who would have thought this one
would have ended up with him in bed fucking one of the hottest teen stars
in the industry?  Who would have thought that star was into sex with other
guys?  It was like having your wildest dream come true.  Erik slowly eased
his cock back out and thrilled at the sensation.  This was a hell of a lot
better than jacking off.  It took a while, but he gradually developed a
rhythm and was able to concentrate on the pleasure rippling through his
cock head instead of the mechanics of fucking.  He wondered if JT was
experiencing as much pleasure.
     He looked up and found JT staring up at him with a dazed, ecstatic
look on his face.  He stared into those blue eyes and smiled.  JT smiled
back.  Erik leaned forward and kissed him.  Jonathan returned the kiss and
then eagerly kissed his cheek and his lips again.  They continued kissing
each other as Erik resumed easing his hot cock in and out of Jonathan's
equally hot hole.  The two teenagers began to breathe heavier as they felt
themselves approaching their climax.  Erik's strokes became faster and the
two boys squirmed and grunted openly in their desire to shoot.  Sweat
beaded on their young, smooth bodies as hot blood coursed through their
veins.
     JT tightened his asshole as he felt himself approaching that peak and
he squirmed with the maddening ache seconds before climax.  Erik was also
under the same tension, and he tightened his eyes and groaned as at last he
felt his load gush up his cock and into JT's ass.  He froze and allowed his
cock to squirt out his load.  Jonathan's response was to shoot out his own
load.  His thick cream struck his chest as it spurted out of his madly
jerking cock.  The two boys were unable to tell which was hotter, having
the other boy make him cum, or the experience of making his partner cum.
     The two finally separated and lay down beside each other.  Erik
wrapped his left arm about Jonathan and Jonathan curled up against him.
They embraced and kissed.  JT's cum cemented their chests together, and
Erik's moist, limp cock pressed against JT's.  To hell with his school
studies, Jonathan thought to himself, tomorrow he was going to have to see
if there was some way the two of them could make a movie together.

Acknowledgement.  Home Improvement is the trade mark of ABC studios.  This
story does not reflect the true or implied sexual orientation of the two
stars, only the wishful thinking of the author.  JT and Erik von Detten
fans can write to the author at authorsix@hotmail.com